All Chapters of Betrayed by the Man I Loved: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

By morning, the storm had passed, but the damage Victor left behind was everywhere.The warehouse was nothing but charred ruins. Reporters swarmed the area; cameras flashed. “Mrs Carter, can you confirm if this was an accident?” One of them shouted.Isabella ignored them and walked directly to Daniel's car. "What's the next move?" she asked.Daniel flipped open his laptop. "We've frozen all of Victor's accounts. Vineyard's board has turned against him. Even his allies in the ministry are backing away now that the truth's out.Alexander folded his arms. “He'll try to run. We need to make sure he has nowhere to hide.”Daniel nodded. “The police have surrounded his company and house. If he comes anywhere near Vineyard’s property, we’ll get him.”“Good,” Alexander said firmly, “let’s end this once and for all.”Panic reigned at Vineyard Headquarters. Workers whispered in the halls, shredding documents and clearing desks. The once proud company was collapsing, and everybody knew it.Meanwh

Morning sunlight was creeping through Alexander's office blinds, but the tension in the room was thicker than ever. Standing by the window, he let his eyes go distant while Daniel paced restlessly across the room."I'm telling you," Daniel said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Someone close to you has been leaking information. Victor knew every move we made before we did it."Isabella sat quietly at the edge of the couch. Her fingers moved nervously, clutching the hem of her blouse. "But who would do that? Roosevelt? Lisa? They've been with us from the beginning."Alexander turned to her, his voice low. "It's not Roosevelt. He's the one who found Victor's fake accounts. And Lisa almost lost her life trying to help us. That leaves…"He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly."Tracy," Isabella finished in a whisper.Daniel nodded slowly. "Exactly. We think she's been in contact with Victor since the beginning of the embezzlement case. But now, we might finally have a way to get to both of t

The next day, Daniel went to meet Isabella and Alexander. They sat in a dimly lit café outside of town, their heads hanging low as they spoke seriously.Daniel laid a thick file on the table. "These are the documents Tracy sent to you-the ones showing Victor's laundering through Noble Best. We can use them, but we've got a problem.Alexander leaned forward. "What kind of problem?"Daniel let out a sigh. "If we take these files public, they'll see Noble Best's name all over them. That ties Isabella directly to Victor. Even if we prove she didn't know about it, the public will tear her apart before the truth comes out."Alexander's jaw flexed. "So what are we supposed to do? Sit and wait while Victor destroys her reputation?“No,” he said quietly, “we make a sacrifice.”Isabella frowned. “What kind of sacrifice?”Alexander's voice was calm, but his eyes blazed with quiet determination. "One that'll shift the blame-to me."She blinked. "What?"“I'll claim responsibility,” he said, sittin

The next morning, Vineyard's scandal was all over the news. Fraud, blackmail, illegal transactions, offshore accounts. Daniel's team had leaked enough evidence to weaken Victor's empire.Isabella watched the headlines from her office window, her heart a mess of confusion."Vineyard is falling apart," she muttered.“Good,” Alexander said from beside her. “He deserves worse.”But she didn't smile. Instead, she looked down at her hands. "Alex… I keep thinking… Victor and I started our companies around the same time. We had similar dreams. He wanted success like I did."Alexander wheeled around. “Don’t feel sorry for him.”“I’m not. But it hurts to know that ambition can twist someone so badly.”Alexander softened. “Ambition didn’t destroy him, Bella. His greed did.”She nodded, still feeling the guilt well up in her chest.That night, someone sneaked out quietly.Lisa.She wore a hoody, and her hands were shaking as she walked down an empty street towards a parked car.The car window roll

Noble Best was slowly rebuilding its name. Ethan was smiling again. Even Alexander and Isabella found their rhythm once more despite the recent argument over Marcus Reid.But peace never lasted long around them.And sometimes, ghosts that once haunted you had a way of finding their way back.On a Thursday morning.Isabella was preparing for a meeting when Roosevelt burst into her office, out of breath.“Ma'am… You won't believe who's downstairs.”Isabella blinked. “Who?”Roosevelt swallowed. "Tracy. She's, uh, she's giving out food packs to the staff."Isabella froze.“Tracy? Alexander’s Tracy?”“Yes, ma’am.”A cold chill slid down Isabella’s spine. Tracy was the woman who had tried to break her home, who had fed Victor with information, and who had almost destroyed her marriage."What is she doing here?" Isabella whispered."Charity," Roosevelt said helplessly. "That's what she called it.Isabella dropped the pen and marched toward the elevator. As she stepped out into the lobby, she